What’s wrong with me. I always get dumped. I really was falling for you. But you chose drugs over me, I think. That lifestyle is better than spending time with me. I didn’t cry.. not one tear. Why? Because you are a boy. A bony who snorts, smokes weed, and drinks. A boy that dropped out of high school. You made me so happy.. but some things are too good to be true. I’m going to be okay..